Qianye's mood suddenly felt as if a herd of mammoths were rushing past. He didn't know what to say. Isn't that old man from a gun shop? Why did he suddenly come to the Hunter's House?
Qianye immediately decided to leave. As for seeking justice, he had never thought about it. In a place like Dark Blood City, seeking justice with a local snake who runs a weapons store? And he was not too deceived. That assault hand
Repairs are worth fifty gold coins.
But just as Qianye turned around, the old man behind the counter suddenly raised his head and his eyes fell on Qianye.
Qianye's whole body was shaken, and he immediately became stiff and motionless. The step he took stopped in the air and could no longer fall!
Qianye's movements are naturally not restricted, but at this moment, let alone touching the weapon, he doesn't even dare to move a toe. The sharp knife-like qi behind him has been completely locked on him. As long as he makes the slightest movement, it is possible
Invoking a storm of deadly attacks.
But by concentrating and calming down, waiting for the opponent to make the first move, and looking for gaps under the guidance of Qi, he can still have a chance of survival. This is the fighting instinct that he has only acquired since he was seven years old, and has gone through countless life and death situations.
After a stalemate like this for several seconds, the sharp energy suddenly disappeared. Qianye landed on the ground and then slowly turned around.
The three big men in the hall all looked at Qianye with admiration in their eyes.
The old man stood up and said, "Little guy, judging from your expression just now, you must have been to Ah Yi Firearms."
Qianye looked at the old man and finally noticed a slight difference.
The old man in the gun shop looked like an outsider, but his face seemed to have a little more wrinkles. In retrospect, there was an occasional cunning light flashing in his eyes. The old man in front of him had a small scar on his face.
Although it is very inconspicuous, in the eyes of Qianye who has been trained to recognize human faces, this little difference is extremely clear.
The old man added: "The boss of Ayi Firearms is my twin brother. His name is Ayi and I am Aer. People here call me Erye."
Qianye felt that the expression on his face must be wonderful, because he really didn't know what to say now.
"Do you want to be a hunter?" Erye asked.
"...Yes." Qianye replied. He felt that the second master did not seem to be a liar, but Ah Yi's experience with firearms kept echoing in his mind.
No liar looks like a liar.
The second master lowered his head and touched the counter a few times, took out a six-pointed star-shaped bronze medal and threw it over, saying, "You passed the test and are now a hunter, a one-star hunter."
Qianye subconsciously took the bronze medal and asked in confusion: "Test?"
"Just now, I took a look at you. That was a test, and you performed very well. So you are now a member of the Hunter's Family. Keep that piece of stuff, it is your token and the hunter's qualification certificate.
"Second Master still said calmly.
Qianye looked at the bronze medal in his hand again. This thing was rubbed until it was shiny, and it was obviously very old. Even so, it still couldn't hide its rough craftsmanship. Not to mention that the star in the center was cast unevenly.
The shapes are all twisted. It's like the mold was carved by a child.
"Okay, what can I, a one-star hunter, do?" Qianye finally accepted the reality. Next, as long as he didn't pay an entrance fee first, he wouldn't mind joining this hunter's family.
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When he was thinking like this, the second master said: "First pay the quarterly membership fee, one gold coin per month."
The second master spoke carelessly, but Qianye's heart skipped a beat.
"Then what are my rights?"
The second master pointed to a tattered notebook hanging on the wall and said, "It's all written on there."
Qianye opened the book, and inside were handwritten rules. Although the book was tattered, the handwriting was fresh and graceful, and each word revealed indescribable power. Qianye's mind was in turmoil, and he had to secretly use the force to
Stand firm.
The rules are actually very simple. The amount of membership fee a hunter pays will be the main basis for promotion to a star level. Depending on the star level, the authority is also different.
The main rights of a hunter include selling proof of killing the dark race to the Hunter's House in exchange for bounty. In addition, you can purchase some special weapons, armor, and some special materials from the Hunter's House. If you are not satisfied with what the Hunter's House provides
, or Hunter House can contact the relevant craftsmen for customization.
The hunting bounty alone is enough to pay back the membership fee. Of course, this premise is that enough dark races can be hunted. Different hunter star levels have different upper limits for bounties. For example, a one-star hunter can get it every month
After getting a total bounty of ten gold coins, a two-star hunter can get twenty, and the upper limit will be doubled for each star level, and so on.
But at this moment, Qianye's eyes were filled with the amazing power hidden in the handwriting!
Finally he calmed down and asked, "Can I see what kind of weapons and armor I can change?"
"Of course. Xiaomi, take him to the One Star Warehouse to have a look."
A clever young man emerged from nowhere, snapped his fingers to Qianye and said, "Follow me."
Qianye followed the boy to the basement and entered a warehouse.
This is said to be a one-star hunter warehouse, but the equipment is very rich. Qianye even saw the conventional weapons of the main army in the upper continent of the empire, the Hellfire Force Machine Gun! These are level three firearms, and they are all brand new!
However, this gun has four stars on it, which means that only four-star hunters can purchase it. I don’t know how it got into this warehouse. In addition, there is a full set of tactical armor, multifunctional sabers, and all-terrain sights. This is simply
It's just a small arsenal.
Seeing this warehouse, Qianye finally gave up his doubts, followed the young man back to the hall, and paid the dues honestly.
After completing the formalities, Qianye couldn't help but ask: "What if there are hunters who want to join but can't pay the membership fee?"
"You can owe it first, but the interest of one gold coin will be added every month." The second master said lightly.
Qianye was shocked again. The quarterly membership fee of three gold coins required one gold coin interest every month. This interest rate was quite cruel.
Seemingly sensing Qianye's thoughts, a big man interrupted: "If you can't even earn membership fees, why are you still a hunter? Just go home and take care of your children!"
What this big man said makes sense.
However, Qianye didn't want to simply be charged the dues. He took out a small bag and poured out six blood-sucking fangs. These blood-sucking fangs were left behind by the three vampires who had traded with Qi Yue.
Qianye pushed the blood-sucking fangs in front of the second master and said, "These things can be exchanged for bounty, right?"
According to the exchange formula of the Hunter House, the blood-sucking fangs of an ordinary vampire warrior can be exchanged for one gold coin. In fact, this also means that each hunter must kill at least one of the lowest vampires every month to be qualified.
Seeing this rule, Qianye understood why the Hunter's House looked so deserted. If you want to kill the vampire warriors, you must be at least a second-level warrior. This threshold is actually quite high, almost the same as the Red Scorpion's recruitment of new recruits.
The requirements are the same. Of course, it is not impossible for a first-level soldier to become a hunter, but it will be much harder.
These six fangs should be enough to pay for the membership fee, Qianye thought.
The second master suddenly let out a sigh, reached out and picked up a fang, looked at it repeatedly for a while, and said: "If I read it correctly, this fang should be taken from a formal member of the Niederchild clan. This vampire clan
Having produced Earls, it will be very troublesome for them to develop enough descendants. Therefore, they are more threatening than ordinary fourth-level vampires, and these pair of fangs alone are worth ten gold coins."
Qianye didn't expect that the old vampire he killed actually had a lot of background. Originally, the vampire who was equivalent to a fourth-level soldier could only exchange for four gold coins. Now according to the second master, the bounty has more than doubled.
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The second master rummaged through the counter again, took out ten gold coins and an axe, pushed it to Qianye, and said: "Your bounty has reached the limit this month, and I can't give you more. But I think this ax
It suits you very well, consider it a personal gift from me."
Qianye took the hand ax, weighed it in his hand, and then looked at it carefully.
The ax is very small, only half a meter long, and the ax face is only the size of the palm of a hand. It is heavy in the hand. I don’t know what material it is made of, but it is definitely not metal. Qianye used several methods to sense and detect it, but nothing happened.
When fighting in the wild, this ax that cannot be detected by various instruments and abilities will undoubtedly increase its value a lot.
Qianye waved it gently, and it felt very smooth, as if it was an extension of his own arm. He suddenly made a few false strikes with force, and the ax blade cut through the air, and it actually let out a faint scream!
Qianye's face was filled with joy. This ax was much easier to use than a dagger. This was the weapon that really suited him. It seemed that his fighting style still tended to be simple and direct.
After putting the ax back into the special leather bag and hanging it on his waist, Qianye said: "This thing is good, I like it very much. Then I will go out hunting."
The second master squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was about to doze off. He nodded slightly to say goodbye to Qianye. When he saw the trajectory of the hand ax earlier, the sharp edge that flashed through his eyes had long since disappeared, as if it had never existed.
After Qianye left, a big man said: "The little guy is good and has potential."
The other said coldly: "I hate him. He smells like imperial dog legs."
The third person shrugged and said: "There are also different levels of doglegs. This little guy obviously comes from a group of top doglegs."
"The top dogleg is also a dogleg!" said the previous person.
The second master took out an old-fashioned pocket watch from nowhere, looked at the time, and said slowly: "This little guy is very suitable for that task."
"Which one?"
"The mission about Miss Qiqi."
The three big men suddenly shuddered and looked at Qianye's back with more sympathy.